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  • Sound effects when I walk

    Cracking: knees, limbs, joints, fingers, hips. On account of my crepitus, currently sounding like a crypt walker When I creep up holding this; Sound like falling detritus When I leave and it won’t be immediately, You will hear my bones pealing as I peel myself, Raising swears and eyes to the ceiling. Moving griefful, shuffling…

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  • Lover’s Declaration V

    If in amounting my feelings span yield four fields only, it is advantage: I have land little, vantage sufficient to descry with eyes single-willed. One has me smitten. You, Rome, to which all roads lead. One as I, bitten. Senseless love’s baleful cobra, Affection’s infection, affecting my good sense; Scarce chinwagging passes lacking her mention.…

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  • Lover’s Declaration IV

    Looking upon that frail image  Of dashed innocence handsome Fractured armature obscene, needless casualty Why, Jove?  Bleeding for loves which in actuality  Divorced from lover fantasy  Could never happen  Young captains cut down standing Loaves never to leaven, for them heavengoing Like a crab crushed, rushed by gulls Never to grow to a man full…

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  • Memphis Rap Sigils

    A fulbright light, as seen on the third day in dark Amenti’s Hall Skeins of hyper light boring through dowel holes Dark Gods worshipped still in the Four Corners of Old Memphis Beneath the redundant bat tower, it came sudden My knife as it tunneled summoned the thunder Flooding blood, blooding the woods; open throats,…

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  • London Fields

    My instincts like Nicola Six A well-aimed sick into the sink My swan neck in a mink My soul the Styx, in a minute  When it comes times to go, I’m sinking Going under, beyond the brink I don’t mean those vans bringing cash bags back from the bank One who likes spanking in Tallaght…

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